Another one of the newest brood has gone to his new home. Funny thing is, I always thought that this one would be the easiest one to place. He's a friendly cat, who when called (we nicknamed him Bert) would come to me, crawl into my lap and onto my chest, settle down and go to sleep. He would also lick/wash my face and especially loved to do that, if I had coffee stains (don't ask).
Well, he met his new owner today and the two of them took to each other as though it was meant to be and I would say it was. The new owner had a proper traveling case for him and Bert went in and never made a sound.
As I have to come to realize, what we are doing is better for the cats. They are going to homes where they will be the center of attention, instead of staying here where they have to fight for every bit of attention they get.
And as a bonus, Bert's new owner has promised to call in a couple of weeks to let us know how he is settling in and doing in general. That says to me that Bert will be King of the Castle, and for me as an animal lover, it makes the goodbyes a lot easier.
Funny how with a good night's sleep these things always look better in the morning.
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
Update on the newest brood
As many of you know, 10 weeks ago tomorrow, we welcomed an additional six kittens. Well today is a day of mixed emotions for me.
3 of the 6 kittens have gone to their new homes. One ginger to a friend of my cousins, the black one to my cousin and the calico to my aunt.
My heart is torn, and I am fighting my emotions at seeing them go, but my head, being ever the realist, reminds me that this was a decision that had to be made. The city where Gram and I live has a bylaw that you can only have 6 of any animal (cats, dogs, etc.), so the younger ones have to go, because Gram and I are more attached to the older ones and they are to us.
Mom Cat (Belle) has been acting strange all day. She's hardly touched her food and usually when I head out to feed the brood, she's the first one squawking that she's hungry.
I've told her (not sure she understands) that this had to be done and if she is upset, she is to be upset with me. After all, against my better judgment I let her out and because of that we face this type of problem.
Yes, I blame myself. Had I not gone against my better judgment, this day would never have come.
I just hope Belle and the other cats can somehow forgive me and that somehow I find the strength to forgive myself.
3 of the 6 kittens have gone to their new homes. One ginger to a friend of my cousins, the black one to my cousin and the calico to my aunt.
My heart is torn, and I am fighting my emotions at seeing them go, but my head, being ever the realist, reminds me that this was a decision that had to be made. The city where Gram and I live has a bylaw that you can only have 6 of any animal (cats, dogs, etc.), so the younger ones have to go, because Gram and I are more attached to the older ones and they are to us.
Mom Cat (Belle) has been acting strange all day. She's hardly touched her food and usually when I head out to feed the brood, she's the first one squawking that she's hungry.
I've told her (not sure she understands) that this had to be done and if she is upset, she is to be upset with me. After all, against my better judgment I let her out and because of that we face this type of problem.
Yes, I blame myself. Had I not gone against my better judgment, this day would never have come.
I just hope Belle and the other cats can somehow forgive me and that somehow I find the strength to forgive myself.
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